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Christian Godwin
Copy editor was a fourth-generation newsman whose work under pressure earned him the nickname ‘Capt. Deadline’
By Frederick N. Rasmussen | fred.rasmussen@baltsun.com
September 15, 2009
Christian “Chris” Godwin, a veteran newspaper copy editor who earned the sobriquet “Capt. Deadline” from newsroom colleagues during his more-than-30-year career, died Saturday of metastatic cancer at Hospice of Queen Anne’s County in Centreville.
He was 49 and lived in Dover, Del.
Mr. Godwin, a fourth-generation newsman, was born in Miami, and moved with his family to Anchorage, Alaska, where his father was an FBI agent and his mother was an editor on The Anchorage Times.
While a 14-year-old student at East Anchorage High School, Mr. Godwin began working as a copyboy for the Associated Press bureau chief in Anchorage.
He attended the University of Alaska-Anchorage and then went to work as a reporter for The Anchorage Times. He was later promoted to copy editor.
“He said one of the best moments of his career was when his managing editor, a veteran newsman, called Chris the best copy editor he had ever seen,” said his mother, Connie Godwin of Chestertown.
Also, while in Anchorage, Mr. Godwin worked as the stadium announcer for the Anchorage Glacier Pilots, one of the National Baseball Congress teams then made up of college players from schools across the nation.
In 1980, Mr. Godwin moved to Chestertown, enrolled in Washington College, and after attending college for a couple of years, joined the staff of the Delaware State News in Dover, Del., in the early 1990s.
During the 1980s, Mr. Godwin experienced a year-long bout with Guillain-Barre Syndrome and confronted his alcoholism.
He attended a Delaware state-sponsored alcohol rehabilitation program for a year and became an active member of Alcoholics Anonymous.
“Chris recently celebrated 20 years of sobriety,” his mother said.
He left the Delaware State News to edit a weekly, The Leader and State Register in Sussex County, Del., for several years before returning in 1999 as a copy editor.
“When I heard that Chris was coming back I did cartwheels,” said Andrew West, the newspaper’s managing editor.
“He loved being a copy editor and I’m not sure you can say that about too many people, but for Chris it was a perfect fit. He was a go-getter and he could catch mistakes left and right in copy,” he said. “He loved the notion that each day you started from scratch and you wove pieces of the paper together and at the end of the day, you had a product.”
Mr. West praised his colleague’s “irreverent sense of humor.”
He recalled an incident when a truck loaded with lima beans was involved in a fiery collision with a Delaware toll both, which resulted in plenty of damage but no loss of life.
In writing up a brief on the accident, Mr. Godwin included, “Good news for kids. Lima beans a total loss.”
Craig Horleman, a fellow copy editor, was also a Dover neighbor.
“He always had a smile on his face and continued to make jokes even when under deadline pressure,” Mr. Horleman said. “When push came to shove, he was the guy who was able to tie it all together. That’s why we called him ‘Capt. Deadline.’ “
Mr. Godwin, who was respected for his knowledge of history and sports, was also an “old-fashioned grammarian,” his mother said, who was never too busy to help young staffers.
Mr. Godwin was an avid reader and loved different types of music.
He also enjoyed doing puzzles.
Because of his illness, Mr. Godwin stopped working in April, but he continued to remain as engaged as possible with his newspaper and relished hearing the latest newsroom gossip, Mr. Horleman said.
He also began a blog which he named, “Like the future, only shorter,” to keep in touch with friends and associates and to deal in a candid matter with the cancer that would take his life.
His longtime girlfriend, Jeanne Shinn, 47, an auditor who lived in Bear, Del., was diagnosed in July with two golf-ball-sized brain tumors.
“This was like a Greek tragedy,” Mrs. Godwin said. “She was buried the same day Chris died.”
A celebration of Mr. Godwin’s life will be held at 2 p.m Oct. 12 at Fellows, Helfenbein, and Newnam Funeral Home, 130 Speer Road, Chestertown.
Also surviving are his father, Stuart Godwin of Chestertown; a brother, Mark Godwin of Des Moines; a sister, Mary-Stuart Godwin O’Connor of Des Moines; a nephew and two nieces. A brief early marriage ended in divorce.
September 16, 2009 at 1:59 am |
Thank you so much for the Baltimore Sun piece. I wrote a small tribute to him on Daily Kos. I wish I’d kept in touch more in recent years. Connie, I sent some old manuscripts to the hospice address. Some of his better stuff. I don’t know if they will forward it to you or return it to me. But I want you to have them. E-mail me at gcomeaux@gci.net
There are still more than a few of us who will never forget Chris.
All my best for you and your family.
George Comeaux
907 344 3667
September 17, 2009 at 3:24 pm |
To Chris’ close circle of family and friends:
As Chris’ primary hospice nurse, I’d like to share a few thoughts and observations; without daring to violate any “HIPPA” rules and regs that is! (I think Chris would laugh at that!)
Though our interaction was limited to the last 12 days of his life, Chris is someone I will always recall fondly. The first time we met I figured out very quickly that he’d been through soooo much with the medical community, that I was really going to have to prove myself to get his trust. He was very polite and respectful. But in no way did he want to hear about hospice formularies and the fact that we like to re-adjust pain med regimes on admission!
No problem, I told him. Since he was happy with the current plan, (which was probably not as good as I would have wanted for him) we wouldn’t change a thing. But I asked him to consider one thing, just trying some Morphine the next time he was feeling short of breath (SOB), he agreed.
A while later, he rang and asked if I could “turn up the oxygen”. I told him it was as high as it could (and should) go. It was then he let me give a little morphine. I said “Trust me. This will help you so much more than any amount of oxygen.” He agreed. After giving him the medicine, I told him I would be back in 20 minutes to see if it helped.
Upon my return, he grinned and said “OK. You sold me on the morphine.” Wow! That was exciting! I think that’s when we began to click. I assured him that he was the boss, and I absolutely meant it.
What I was not prepared for happened a day or so later. It was a crazy day, and every time I peeked in at him, he was resting with his eyes closed. So I didn’t bother him. But at the end of the night I tapped on his door and he answered. I walked in and he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Just checking to see how you’re doing.” He quickly looked away and started moving items around on his bedside table. He looked upset and I started to worry, “are you alright? Are you having pain?” I asked. Then he absolutely melted my heart…. with moist eyes he said “No, I’m OK. It’s just your words. That’s the first time in 4 months I’ve heard those words.”
Now we all know that he meant these words from a healthcare person were new. He had been surrounded by loving family and friends the whole time. But I can’t tell you how touched and rewarded I felt in that instant. I could start crying typing this entry!
Connie and Stu your words of praise for our hospice are so touching and rewarding! I hope you know how much they mean to us. But our brief time with Chris was truly such a blessing. To be able to help an amazing person like Chris is such a gift! That’s exactly the reason that we do this work. Thanks for sharing your precious son with us.
September 17, 2009 at 11:01 pm |
For those of you reading Lisa’s message for the first time, I have to tell you that I’m writing through tears, after reading it. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that we literally fell in love with Lisa, and the nurses under her supervision who held Chris’s hand, as Lisa did, heard his requests and honored them, told us what would be the best things to do from their very astute observations…and so much more. Mark rode in the ambulance when Chris was going to Hospice, and Peekie and Stu followed in the car. When they got home, Mark said, “You’ve got to meet Lisa. She’s great. She gets it. We know for sure he’s in good hands now.” Peekie and Stu also couldn’t believe the level of understanding and caring that Lisa had. In those 12 days, she made it better for us, too. She gave us comfort and a feeling of being loved. We’ll never be able to thank her, and the other girls, enough. What a great bunch!. I hope Lisa and the others know how grateful we are. Love, Connie
October 6, 2009 at 7:40 pm |
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